Unfortunately, with Qin Sheng's doctor's orders in place, no matter if she cried, acted coquettishly, or tried to seduce him, Fu Jingyuan remained unmoved.
Even Grandpa Fu, who initially felt reluctant, has now become indifferent to it.
Qin Sheng, as the culprit, was even more indifferent.
They simply ignored it.
Qin Sheng strolled over to the crib.
When Grandpa Fu noticed her arrival, he immediately broke into a big smile. He had a chair added next to him and looked at Qin Sheng with a beaming smile, saying, "Sheng Sheng is here."
Qin Sheng nodded and called out, "Grandpa Fu."
She turned to look at Fu Jingyuan: "Brother Fu."
Then I turned my attention to the little one in the crib.
The three-month-old baby was chubby and fair-skinned, with faint traces of Fu Jingyuan and Su Jiu's features. His big eyes sparkled as if they were glowing.
Perhaps noticing someone was coming, it waved its short arms and legs a few times, moved its body to look in Qin Sheng's direction, and then became even more energetic.
"Ugh... Wow... Ee... Hehehe..."
He was talking in his baby talk while waving his limbs toward Qin Sheng.
Fu Jingyuan and Old Master Fu were extremely surprised.
Although he thought it unlikely that such a young child would recognize people or greet them, Grandpa Fu couldn't help but turn to Qin Sheng and say, looking at his great-grandson who was so enthusiastic, "Sheng Sheng, the little guy seems to like you a lot, why don't you give him a hug?"
Qin Sheng: "?"
He instinctively took a step back and said expressionlessly, "I can't."
"Oh, there's nothing you can't do. If you don't know how, just learn. Look at you, you're almost nineteen. In the blink of an eye, you'll be getting married and having kids. It's time to practice a bit."
Grandpa Fu smiled and said, as he skillfully picked up the baby from the crib and put him in Qin Sheng's arms: "Come on, let's try him out first."
Qin Sheng: "..."
I almost threw the baby out.
Fortunately, I managed to steady myself, but my whole body was stiff, like a wooden stake.
It felt like there was a tiny, soft bundle in my arms, as if I could squeeze the little one into a ball of flesh if I used a little more force.
I didn't dare to move at all.
But while she doesn't move, the little one does.
Suddenly being thrown into Qin Sheng's arms, he seemed stunned for a moment, then became even more excited.
A tiny, white, bun-like hand was stuffed into its mouth and sucked on it, then snuggled closer to Qin Sheng, like a little mudfish.
It burrowed and burrowed, until it finally reached Qin Sheng's chest, where it nudged a few times like a little piglet.
Finally, they just rammed it into the top.
It looks like "Baby is hungry, baby wants to drink ******".
Qin Sheng: "..."
He hesitated for a second between remaining frozen in place and throwing the little brat out, then immediately prepared to lift the person up and send him out.
But before she could move, the little brat had already retreated on his own.
A fair and delicate face, filled with visible doubt, and...disdain?
Qin Sheng's face darkened.
The three men, including Grandpa Fu, who witnessed this scene, were speechless.
Su Jiu was already clutching her stomach and patting the bed, laughing uncontrollably. Old Master Fu and Fu Jingyuan were a little better; they held back their laughter, but their eyes were also full of smiles.
Qin Sheng's face darkened even more.
This was the scene that Fu Jingheng saw when he entered. He raised an eyebrow and asked as he walked in, "What happened?"
Su Jiu really wanted to recreate the scene, but seeing Qin Sheng's cold gaze, she shivered and didn't dare to say anything.
He was trying so hard to hold back his laughter that the mountain of blankets covering him started to shake.
However, Fu Jingheng already knew without them telling him.
In that short time, after a fierce internal struggle, the little one moved closer to Qin Sheng again, nudging his head back and forth, trying to find his source of milk.
Qin Sheng: "..."
Fu Jingheng: "?"
Unable to bear it any longer, she quickly handed the baby to Su Jiu and fled the room as if escaping.
Those hurried steps, that disheveled figure... Fu Jingheng swore he really didn't mean to laugh.
I just couldn't hold it in any longer!
Laughter, sometimes suppressed and sometimes unrestrained, came from inside the house. Qin Sheng's face was darker than ever before. For the first time, she regretted why she had come to the Fu family and why she hadn't sent the child back immediately.
Fu Jingheng even had to use his spiritual power to finally catch up with his little girl.
The smile on his face had completely vanished by now, and he looked incredibly serious.
Not daring to bring up that topic again, he said with a stern face, "I had someone check the IP address you sent; it's over in the compound."
Qin Sheng paused for a moment.
Although she knew he was trying to change the subject, Qin Sheng was still drawn into it.
She frowned slightly: "Can you find the exact location?"
Fu Jingheng nodded, then shook his head: "It's rather troublesome."
Qin Sheng understood.
The situation is similar to hers.
You might be able to find out more if you keep investigating, but there's a high chance the other party will discover it, causing a series of problems.
It's not worth it.
Qin Sheng lowered his eyes slightly, pondered for a moment, and shook his head: "Let's not worry about it for now, let my older brother investigate later."
This older brother is worthy of Xuanyuan Jing.
Qin Sheng didn't think that her current public identity would attract the attention of the people in the compound. The only time she was noticed was when she went to her godfather's place last time.
The other party was targeting either Xuan Yuan Zhenhua or Xuan Yuan Jing.
She was just a tool.
Since that's the case, there's no need for her to get involved; let her older brother handle it.
Fu Jingheng shared the same idea.
He and Qin Sheng would leave sooner or later, so there was no need to get too deeply involved.
Of course, this is on the premise that the other party is sensible.
If the other party insists on using Qin Sheng as a target to attack the Xuanyuan family father and son, then that's another story.
As Fu Jingheng and Qin Sheng pondered the matter, they temporarily put it aside.
At the same time, somewhere inside the compound.
A short-haired man in black was typing furiously on the keyboard in front of him, his expression extremely serious, and a fine layer of sweat was visible on his forehead.
Then, at one point, his hand movements abruptly stopped, and he collapsed into the chair as if he had collapsed from exhaustion.
Another man who had been staring intently at the other man stepped forward and asked urgently, "How is it?"
The man pressed his head, which was feeling dizzy from his brain working so fast, and said in a hoarse voice, "I held on."
“Carry…carry?” another man said, his face showing disbelief.
The short-haired man in black slowly stood up from his seat. Instead of looking at him, he turned his gaze to a middle-aged man behind a desk not far away and repeated, "Yes, they held on."
Even the middle-aged man's usually calm and steady eyes flickered slightly.
A long silence followed.
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